"Morning, Jack."
"I was just a-riding to your place."
"Don't let me stop you."
"I'll ride along with you."
"It's a free country." She lifted her reins and "kissed" to her horse.
"And at times I've known you to be amusing, Jack. It's four miles to
our ranch and you'll help to brighten the weary way."
He spurred alongside and turned in his saddle to stare at her.
"Is that all I'm good for--to help pass the time?"
"What else is a man good for?"
"Don't be so flip, Sally Jane. You know----" He stopped short.